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Chapter Two

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"Welcome class! I am very excited to have you all here, and I'm also excited to begin my first day teaching!" The light brown haired professor started with a wide grin. He was standing at the front of the classroom, and the class was standing around him since the desks had all been moved to the side.

"Now," He continued, "For our first lesson I have something you have all seen before, but since I have my teaching plan not quite finished yet, I thought you all wouldn't mind having a crack at it again!"

Harry sighed as he saw the box behind the professor give a lurch. "It's a boggart."

Ron gave a nod. "Yep, that is sure what it looks like."

"We have here a boggart, and since you all know how to deal with them I'll take volunteers to go first!" Professor Grim looked around as many hands shot up. "Ah, you there, red head in front!"

Ron smiled sheepishly as he took a step forward. He knew what his boggart would be, and it irked him to know he had to repeat this lesson again. He hadn't even had his hand up; the Professor must have mistaken someone else's as his. Sure enough when the box opened up, a large spider appeared. With a quick swish of his wand and the right charm its legs disappeared.

"I wish I could do that to all spiders." He whispered into Harry's ear when he returned to his spot.

Next went Neville, and he turned Snape into a rather old fat lady. Harry turned the dementor into a load of old clothes; Dean turned a creepy looking hag into a tipsy ballerina. Finally it seemed the boggart was growing tired.

"Finally I want that black haired boy in the back to go next." Professor Grim said. The class turned around and as Xintil made his way to the front, his normal frown on set his face.

When the boggart saw him, Xintil made a long, rather depressing sigh as it turned into something rather unexpected. It appeared to be a circular entrance to somewhere. The rim was made of a shining metal, and the inside had what appeared to be a clear film over it. Most shocking was that on the other side of the film where two men looking in, both had dark black hair and their hands were pressed against the film, shaking their heads as if to say they couldn't get through. But in reality if one where to look at the other side of the entrance, there was no one, just film that looked into the staring class on the other side.

"Riddikulus!" Xintil said in a low tone and the thing vanished into thin air, the boggart finally gone. He turned around and the crown made way for him as he slowly went back to the other side of the room. (A/N: is that how you spell it?)

Harry stared at him for a few seconds, confused by the image like everyone else. What on Earth had it been? It looked like something out of a Sci-fi movie. Why was that the thing Xintil feared the most?

"Um, right so for tonight I want a two foot essay on boggarts. For the rest of the class you may socialize as I finish my lesson plan." The Professor said in clearly distracted tone. He was staring at Xintil with a questioning look, the same as Harry.

The trio made its way over to a corner and they sat on the floor. Most of the rest of the class lingered in the center, chatting about the boggart and Xintil's odd fear. The said boy was still standing alone in the back of the class, looking as depressed as ever.

"Well that was odd." Ron spoke up after a few seconds. "Why do you suppose Xintil's afraid of metal whatever it was?"

Hermione made a huffing sound and Harry turned to look at her, knowing she was about to comment on something she saw but they didn't. Sure enough, she began, "Oh please Ron, didn't you see the people on the other side?"

The red head looked a bit taken aback before nodding slowly. "Yeah, I did. So what about them, do you think he's scared of them?"

"No! Obviously he's frightened of them not getting through, or not being able to get to them." The girl stated in her 'know-it-all' voice.

"I wonder what that could mean?" Harry said. "Do you think this could mean something important?"

Ron rolled his eyes. "Harry, why do you always take simple things and turn them into a plot for something? It just means the guy is scared of not being able to get through doors!"

"Ron really, that was not a typical door at all! It looked like something out of a movie!" Hermione responded.

Harry chuckled at the statement. "Funny, that was my first thought."

Ron looked between the two confused. "What's a movie?"

"Nothing, it's a muggle thing."

"Ah."

"So anyway, what was that all about yesterday with Malfoy?" Hermione asked Harry. "I was walking just in front of you."

Harry snapped out of his thoughts and turned to her. "Oh, I just don't want to fight anymore. It's childish, really." If only he could tell her of his strange new feeling towards the boy…but he wasn't ready to confide in his friends that much yet.

"What thing with Malfoy?" Ron asked, confused as ever.

"Oh, right you had already gone up. Malfoy tripped me, and I just ignored him." Harry explained.

Hermione beamed at him. "I'm proud of you Harry, finally realizing that childish fights are really just that, childish."

Harry's cheeks tinted slightly. "Thanks Herm'."

"Oh please Harry! Why didn't you just hex the little ferret? He would have deserved it!" Ron yelled, earning several looks from people around him.

Hermione sighed. "For one he was in the Great Hall and there were teachers around, and second I think it was a good thing. We should learn to get along, like Dumbledore wants us too!"

The two bickered some more and Harry just let them at tit as he looked around. His eyes focused on Xintil and his mind went back to the gateway thing. Maybe Ron was right, he shouldn't be thinking this much on it. Still, he couldn't help but dwell on it, as if it indeed meant something extremely important.

"Why are you staring at me?"

Harry blinked and gave an apologetic look at Xintil, not realizing he had been staring at the dark haired boy for quite some time. "Sorry Xintil, I was thinking and didn't realize I was."

The boy gave him a slight nod and turned back to facing the front of the room. Harry sighed lightly and turned back to his friends who were still arguing, although they seemed to have gone from fighting Malfoy to exams. Harry smiled to himself when he remembered he had earned several O's and even an E or two.

He joined the argument to get his thoughts off Xintil and most importantly his mind's new attempt to get him to think of Malfoy…

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